Poetess: bonjurno bumbinos!
Inner voice: bonjurno!
Narrator: comediante idiotto..
Inner voice: when I was born or conceived ... naturally speaking..
Mother Nature was thinking or deeply sleeping ..
I had no idea what beautiful gift it is,
Until a porosious gangster, instead of shooting me, shook my hand and said "Cheers!".
Few days after he brought two girls to me teach how to sing.
I said I teach only dogs,
He asked if the dongs sing, I said yes,
He called me not to be stupid, not to have sex with the girls and gave one US dollar.
My first American salary.
Author: why we write about sex?
Inner voice: because this what we want.
See, sex is baby and one dollar is money.
Lessons number one hundred.
Author: All the best.
